A3 (c. 16"x12") print on:
Permajet Gold Silk (£26)
Innova Soft-textured matt (£24)
Gold Hill, in Dorset's Shaftesbury, must be one of the country's most-photographed spots
after the highlights of London. This very steep cobbled hill, lined with old cottages, leads from
the centre of Shaftesbury to outlying villages on the roads to Dorchester or Blandford Forum.
Mention Gold Hill to people of a certain age and they will fondly remember the Hovis bread ad
that was filmed here, set to a brass-band version of the slow movement from Dvořák's New
World Symphony. Because my best friend, Al, from Salisbury Art College, came from
Shaftesbury (and who now lives on the side of another hill, in Tuscany), I was a
semi-frequent visitor to his home town. On one occasion, we'd tried to get my old British
motorbike up the hill from the bottom end, and signally failed to get more than a few yards
up. How the folks who live here don't expire from exhaustion, I don't know. Perhaps they do,
as there never seemed to be many people on the hill when I was there.
This picture was from cobble level and was taken in broad daylight, more as a memo than
anything else, but tweaking it to give it a sunset look has made it into a more attractive
picture.
Gold Hill, in Dorset's Shaftesbury, must be one of the country's most-photographed spots after
the highlights of London. This very steep cobbled hill, lined with old cottages, leads from the
centre of Shaftesbury to outlying villages on the roads to Dorchester or Blandford Forum.
Mention Gold Hill to people of a certain age and they will fondly remember the Hovis bread ad that
was filmed here, set to a brass-band version of the slow movement from Dvořák's New World
Symphony. Because my best friend, Al, from Salisbury Art College, came from Shaftesbury (and
who now lives on the side of another hill, in Tuscany), I was a semi-frequent visitor to his home
town. On one occasion, we'd tried to get my old British motorbike up the hill from the bottom
end, and signally failed to get more than a few yards up. How the folks who live here don't expire
from exhaustion, I don't know. Perhaps they do, as there never seemed to be many people on
the hill when I was there.
This picture was from cobble level and was taken in broad daylight, more as a memo than
anything else, but tweaking it to give it a sunset look has made it into a more attractive picture.
A3 (c. 16"x12") print on:
Permajet Gold Silk (£26)
Innova Soft-textured matt (£24)